My 18-year-old son is off with his friends to his first live music show tonight. Well, not counting the kids’ shows he’s been to on vacation *g* They’re going to an all-ages show by one of their favorite bands at a local club. It got me thinking about all the shows I’ve seen over the years, from my first time to the latest ones.
The first live show I ever saw was Elvis, when I was ten. My parents, my sister and I all went and sat in the nosebleed seats. I don’t remember a lot about the show itself. I remember the crowds, the noise, the sense of anticipation, and the swell of sheer excitement when Elvis took the stage. I’m afraid it was the start of a lifelong addiction, because I’ve always loved live shows :) It’s not just the music itself — though some bands in particular are amazing live and should not be missed — but also the sense of connection and camaraderie with other fans. It took me a while to realize that, but it’s one of the main reasons I love live music.
My daughter went with a friend and her parents to see Green Day in eighth or ninth grade (I forget which), and I took her to Bonnaroo with me when she was sixteen. That was a wonderful mother/daughter bonding experience. Nothing like spending an entire day in a field in front of a stage waiting to see Radiohead to cement your relationship with your child :) She also went with me three years ago to see Patrick Wolf at the Cat’s Cradle in Carborro. I wouldn’t trade those experiences for anything. Sharing our love of music brings us closer and keeps communication open between us.
The same goes for the boy-child. He and I talk about music all the time. He’s brought several great bands/musicians to my attention, and I’ve even opened his eyes to a few *g* I love being able to talk about music with him, not only because we both love music, but because just like with my daughter, it keeps the lines of communication open. We discuss a lot of different subjects, and he knows he can come to me with anything and not be judged. That’s important to me.
Wow, that kind of went places I didn’t expect. LOL. But that’s okay. I’d love to know if any of you readers out there have had the same experience, with your kids, your parents or other important people in your life. Do you find that shared love of music makes it easier to talk about other things? Also, what was your first live show? Did it give you the “live music” bug like it did me, or are you kind of “meh” about live music? There’s no right or wrong answer, btw, I’m just curious :)
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